Life Is Strange, Life Is Good

I am getting fed up of thinking of meals to eat and then cooking and serving them. Adding boiling water to a plastic tub of flavored noodles is a lot easier but I am running out of flavors for a truly balanced diet.

A long time ago, I went camping, with school. We shared meals, though the instructors did most of the cooking – probably just as well, even though they put up a notice saying that if you couldn’t smell burning, it must be salad for tea.

The actual food that was served is long forgotten but the meals were good fun. And maybe a meal sharing group would be good to belong to. Not a “ladies who lunch” but a small group of foodies, or at least good eaters, going out together to visit a restaurant or hotel for a gourmet meal, wine and good discussion. How much reviewing of food and wine would be done is debatable, as would every other subject, including anyone who wasn’t present! I am not sure that this is what is meant by meal sharing groups but I have no intention of cooking extra food to share with someone else, even if I get a meal in return. That’s no fun.

But could I join one for eating out every day of the month? Probably a bit expensive, though it would be fun to try and I would be able to justify at least part of the expense as there would be no cooking, no purchasing food and no dishwasher electricity bills.

I suppose I could always try a meal delivery service, hopefully, it would be fully cooked and hot, not the raw ingredients I would have to cook! Of course, there are plenty of meal delivery services available, with pizza, Chinese, Indian and many other fast food outlets sending food out at any time of the day or night. But I wonder if I could get one of my local restaurants to send around a meal a couple of days a week? Now that would be a meal I wouldn’t mind sharing!

What If You Are Alone In A Bar?

Queue the song “You’ll Never Walk Alone” – not in a bar anyway! This post will help you find your way down those rabbit warren back streets and alleyways of life.

Take care if you see a woman or man sitting alone in a pub or bar. Not me, of course, because I keep myself to myself anyway and bring my own book to read if I am not meeting anyone.

But if someone (else) starts to listen to your conversation with others and then joins in with their own tales, you can be pretty sure that, before long, they will try to separate one of you from the general conversation. Next thing, they will be telling their life story. And then pretty soon you will want to lie down in the dark, maybe with a damp flannel over your head, listening to Leonard Cohen while visions of a possible afterlife float through your head.

One of those people came into my orbit on Saturday night when I went to meet friends in the local pub and we were discussing local affairs (as you do!) with a couple of other friends who just happened to turn up too.

Within ten minutes I had learned that my new Best Friend worked for a local utility, that the said local utility had saved millions by changing their location (fascinating!), that she liked camping out alone in rented motor homes on managed sites and that she was thinking of going to a local beauty spot for a holiday in a couple of weeks’ time.

I also learned what other sites, National Parks and beauty spots she had visited and which ones were accessible by long distance bus services – remind me to travel by train in future! Totally nothing wrong with going to places on your own – I do it all the time – but keep it to yourself! Now, where did I put that Leonard Cohen CD…?

Life Is Strange, Life Is Good

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